Title: How (Not) to Kiss a Toad
Series: Cindy Eller Cupcakes #1
Author: Elizabeth A Reeves
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Publisher: self
Format: Ebook, Paperback
Length: 315 pages
Buy Links: Amazon
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Book Description:
Life isn't
always sweet for magical baker, Cindy Eller. All her life she's been cursed--
every man she's ever kissed has turned into a toad. Love isn't likely to come
her way, she knows.
If that
weren't a big enough problem, her 'curse' has come to the attention of the
Council of Magic and she may never be able to use her powers.
Enter the
perfect man-- handsome, sweet, and loves food just as much as Cindy does. It
would seem to be a match made in Heaven, or is it?
Cindy isn't
the only one keeping secrets.
With toads,
cupcakes, romance, magic and ice cream, life never has time to get dull!
About the Author:
Legend has it
that Elizabeth A Reeves was born with a book in her hands and immediately
requested a pony. Though this story is questionable, it is true that books and
horses have been consistent themes in her life. Born in Massachusetts Arizona
In her spare
time, she likes to knit, weave, hatch chickens, and chase after her husband and
four sons.
Please Join Elizabeth
Excerpt for read along
The worst part of living in the dating world of Toadsville was
making sure the repulsive things didn’t get themselves killed before they
reverted back to their human forms. Nathan was a particularly icky specimen of
toad-kind.
I never knew how much human consciousness my ‘victims’ kept, but
there was no way I was letting this nasty creature near my bedroom, even if I
did have to keep an eye on him.
Luckily, or sadly, depending on how you looked at it, I was
prepared for situations like this.
I carefully dumped my purse out over what we called the Toad
Tank. The Toad Tank was half aquarium/terrarium and half doll house. My
roommates and I had put it together amid shouts of laughter. There may or may
not have been ice cream involved.
I am not responsible for my behavior when under the influence of
ice cream.
There was a toady swimming pool on one side of the tank,
and a comfy flat stone for sleeping.
Artistic Tansy had supplied a small re-purposed compact
mirror and written ‘Beauty is in the Eye...’ around it.
Jessi had supplied the tank with miniature statuary, mostly
featuring images of women kissing frogs. Lots of the women sported red hair,
which I supposed meant they were supposed to be me.
I gave my purse another good shake over the tank. Out plopped an
immense blob of mucus and slime. The size of an overweight pug, he sat blinking
maliciously up at us, his chest puffing up as if he considered himself the
pinnacle of male toad beauty.
My roommates, used as they were to me bringing home date refuse,
gasped in horror.
“Yeah,” I said flatly.
“Gross.” Tansy whispered.
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